I have a bed made of money
Where's the warmth?
Where's my honey?
Pay for a mattress
Not for sleep
I lay here awake
Not sleeping a wink
Pillows fluffed
Sheets stitched with gold
But when It's time to rest my head
All I can feel is cold.
The bed is too big
Can fit more th...
I watched as the slender 5’8 figure glided gracefully past my desk.
She wore a smile that you could see right through.
You can see she has been hurt.
Broken.
I got a waft of her blonde-mermaid length-hair,
Smelling of perfume and smoke.
As she slowly slid into the desk
I caught a gli...
High school relationships are like
Buying a new shirt one size too small.
Knowing it isn’t going to last very long
then appalled when it is time to throw it away.
Rebecca went from single to in a relationship.
Now that you have made it Facebook official,
it has become old news and last weekâ...